It is difficult to say what is impossible, for the dream of yesterday is the hope of today and the reality of tomorrow.
-Robert H. Goddard.

 

alter-cation:

zeppo-in-a-trenchcoat:

boazpriestly:

fast-and-fit:

THIS

These prices aren’t even correct! All these healthy foods are twice as expensive as they’re labeled here.

This is false info meant only to make people feel like shit.

I literally went through each picture and said “No, that’s impossible.” Especially the one for under $10 with the corn and bread. Let me tell you something. I am a couponer and I can pretty much at random rattle off about how much an item will cost at any given store in my area. In that picture alone, that brand of bread costs around $3 (probably 4, but we’ll low ball it to be nice), the chicken would be around $6 alone unless on special, which might bring it down to about $4 (Food Lion does some good deals and I have gotten chicken there for $4, depends if they’re tenderloins or chicken breasts). That corn would be 99cents per ear, if you’re lucky you can get it on special, lets say 4/$2. Those baby carrots are probably $2 The banana’s are probably 99cents a pound, so probably $2-3. .So, adding this up using just the prices I’ve knocked it all down to if everything was on sale, it adds up to $13. Not bad but not what is stated in that picture. It’s double what is listed in that picture. Take into account the other ingredients you’d need in order to make those items. This is a great way to show false information and make people feel like crap. Good job.

(Also, as a couponer, the only thing in that picture that you might be able to find coupons for is the bread. It’s incredibly rare you get coupons on produce or meats. Target sometimes has 10-15% off on produce on Cartwheel and sometimes on meat, usually bacon, but even if you got a coupon to save on these meals, you would still not save enough to equal the prices listed in the pictures).

In what fucking universe is chicken ninety-eight cents?? I can’t get chicken— two teeny breasts— for under seven bucks here.

Strawberries for under two bucks?! I’ll TAKE it. You can’t get a pound of strawberries for less than five here. Ten fucking POUNDS of potatoes for three or so dollars? You’d be lucky to get ONE for that price. I’m all about healthy eating, but those prices are absolute bullshit.

I DON’T WANT TO TRAIN PEOPLE TODAY WHINE WHINE WHIIIIINE

Anonymous asked
Awww, Metro. Come on, don't feel so bad. What would cheer you up?

Awwwww, thanks, nice anon c:

I’m okay, really, I was just cranky because I had to get up an hour early today. I’m good. I’m ready to save the day.

guroslime:

person : why do you draw everything facing left in 3/4 view

me : im a right handed mediocre artist 

Good morning, Flight Rising friends. Another of my nests has hatched, and so today I have some Smoke babies for sale. They’re both irishim with smoke, and I’m willing to negotiate price if you drop me a line (either here or on FR; my username’s the same either way).

They’re being auctioned for treasure, but let me know if you would rather pay with gems.

Male Guardian, iridescent/shimmer/smoke, sky/rose/sand: 75K

Female Guardian, iridescent/shimmer/smoke, obsidian/coal/sunshine, 100K.

pathopharmacology:

rift-master:

the-eagle-atarian:

polygenderprincess:

friendly reminder that!! self diagnosis is just as good as a professional diagnosis and saying that it isnt is classist and ableist uwu

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I have cancer. Your post gave me cancer. That is my self diagnosis and will be sending you the million dollar medical bills shortly.

It looks like OP deleted the original post and kinda backtracked/apologized for it, but I’ve been seeing similar posts floating around tumblr for a while now and I’m feeling fucking ornery today. 

Look. It’s not classist or ableist to say that professional diagnosis is, in fact, better than self-diagnosis, because this is what medical professionals are TRAINED TO FUCKING DO. Doctors and psychiatrists and nurse practitioners and physician’s assistants and dentists go to school for a long fucking time for their diagnostic privileges, and there’s a fuckton of hands-on training with mentors and preceptors and such. Reading shit online and then cherry-picking a diagnosis for yourself doesn’t remotely compare.

I mean. For fuck’s sake. If self-diagnosis was as legitimate as professional diagnosis, then we’d have a LOT of med students with appendicitis running around. But we don’t, because they don’t actually have appendicitis: it’s just that right lower quadrant pain and nausea suddenly seem WAY MORE DIRE when you’re, you know, reading about appendicitis.

Which isn’t to say some of them don’t have appendicitis, but you know how you make sure? YOU GO TO A FUCKING MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL. And they’ll do some blood tests and order some imaging and analyze this information in conjunction with your signs and symptoms to determine if you actually need to get your appendix surgically removed, BECAUSE THAT IS WHAT THEY ARE TRAINED TO DO.

I know I keep using medical examples when I suspect OP is talking about psych, but…you know what? Terms and conditions still apply. Psychiatry and psychology are immense, knotty subjects, and the people who specialize in it go through sooooooo muuuuuuuch training to do so, because minds and brains and thought patterns and personalities are hella complicated. There’s a reason we explore social history and medical problems and medications and substance issues whenever we work with psych patients — this shit is intersectional as hell, and it stacks. 

I’m not saying self-diagnosis has no value whatsoever. If you know something is off, then you know something is off and that’s completely valid. But for the love of GOD, if you think you have a genuine problem, please get your ass to a professional. Not only do they have the capacity to diagnose the actual problem, but they have the capacity to determine the best way to address it.

As Ruthless Martin has been all over my dash tonight, here’s a headcanon for you.

'Teague Martin' isn't his real name. When he first started out playing the part of Overseer, the real one he killed for the uniform had a missive in his coat pocket. He was far enough afield that anyone who knew him in person wasn't in a position to out someone stealing his identity.

When ‘Martin’ decided he was ready to don the mantle for good, it was a small enough matter tracking down anyone who’d known the real one… and, come to that, anyone who might stand a chance of recognizing the man he was before. He is diligent, and patient. So patient.

Either by means of the knife, by blackmail, or by coin, anyone who could give the lie to his ruse has long since been silenced. Teague is careful to keep it that way.

Replace one of the words in a video game title with “fuck”

alter-cation:

housemarcellus:

unsettling-wolfish-grin:

thedawner:

lynxfelidae:

crowbi:

gazizaty:

ssophoo:

connor-is-the-captain-of-my-bed:

gaaaaaaaaaambit:

l3ucky:

leftforbed:

The walking fuck

The fucking dead

Fuck Dogs

the fuck among us

Fuck Creed!

Assassin’s Fuck.

inFAMOUS: Second Fuck

Dark Fuck 2

The Fuck - Wild Hunt
The Witcher - Wild Fuck

don’t fuck

Fuck Age.

Fuck Effect

Deus Ex: Human Fuck

THE FUCK LADY

(Source: a-rainy-day-daydream)